There's been a rash of robberies in the neighborhood,
so do not open the door for anyone!
[sighing]
[knocking]
I told you not to open the door for anyone!
Yes, sir!
Ehhh, I think my boy's got it... He, he, he.
Huh. Uh.
I've checked everywhere, and no sign of robbery. Huh.
Hmm... Mr. Krabs' bedroom.
I don't remember his door being ajar.
There could be robbers in there.
Do not step foot into me bedroom!
Don't worry, Mr. Krabs.
I won't step foot in your bedroom.
[laughing]
[mumbling]
Seems pretty clear of robbers.
Hmm, smells like Mr. Krabs. Ohhh, no wonder.
[laughing]
Hmm.
Better check in here, too.
Awww, so puffy! Huh.
Ohhh... Midnight Pincer.
[yodeling]
It's a very romantically raving, Mrs. Puff.
Ar, ar, ar, ar, ar, ar.
Huh?
He, he. Nighty night, Mrs. Puff.
Wow, look at Mr. Krabs' knot collection.
Ohhh, that dingle-dangle should "knot" be there.
[laughing]
[humming]
Huh?
[screaming]
[grumbling]
I'm still not setting "foot" in here!
[laughing and doorbell ringing]
Whoo! That must be the pizza I ordered.
[doorbell ringing]
Whoop!
Pizza delivery!
I'm not allowed to open the door.
Just slide the pizza through the mail slot.
And this is for you.
My third mail slot delivery tonight, must be a full moon.
Ahhh.
Ahem. I'm here for the Fast Food Founding Fathers Convention?
Oh! You mean: F.F.F.F.?
That'll be ten cents entrance fee.
[gasping]
Ten cents?!?! That's a rip off! I'm goin' home!
What kind of crazy convention jerkin, dip dake, doof-
I'll be-- Wha? Who? Wha?
Congratulations! You're our 100th person to enter!
Here's a thousand dollars!
Wha...?!
Shocking Cinema now returns,
with tonight's freighting feature.
Knock Knock, You're Dead.
[evil laughing]
[screaming]
I can't watch this!
[sighing]
[knocking and screaming]
SpongeBob! Open up! I forgot me keys!
Ah. SpongeBob! Huh?
SpongeBob?
What I've always suspected. SpongeBob is made out of cheese!
Hmm? Or was made out of cheese... Ohhh.
[SpongeBob] Who is it?
It's me, Mr. Krabs! Open up, boy.
You can't be Mr. Krabs. Mr. Krabs is at a convention,
and he said not to open the door for anyone.
[Mr. Krabs] But---uh---bub---open up!
Oh, you sound like Mr. Krabs, robber,
but you look nothing like him.
Hmm. Barnacles! Open up, yo- you-
Huh. Aha!
[laughing]
[grunting]
Ah!
Hmm.
Ugh, and I told him to check the windows, didn't I?
[muttering]
Check the windows.
Patrick, you've gotta come over to Krabs' place.
Someone's trying to break in!
[mumbling]
Uh, SquarePants.
[mumbling]
SpongeBob SquarePants.
No, you're Patrick! Please hurry.
[grunting]
Huh? Patrick? What's that pink clown doing here?
Eh, who cares?
SpongeBob will never open the door for him.
Beep, beep, beep.
Great horn spoon! How's he doing that?
Um, um, um.
[grunting]
[screaming]
[laughing]
Thank goodness you don't have any bones, buddy.
Nope, all blubber.
[laughing]
[gasping]
Someone is trying to break into Mr. Krabs' house.
Then we'd better get over there right away!
We're already here.
You mean you had me walk in the rain for nothing?
[grunting]
I've got it.
[grunting]
A little bit. There we go. Huh?
[screaming]